Thinking about buying a vanity plate for the car even though I’m not a tool bag. ‘Slestak’ is obvious and I like it, though ‘LOSTROR’ and ‘LSTROAR’ has an appeal. The 2nd and 3rd being the last word and action from the Land of the Lost theme where Wesley Eure sings “…Living in the Land of the Lost Lost Lost” and Grumpy the T-Rex attacks the camera and roars. I like the 3rd example better than the 2nd because ‘LOSTROR’ can read as LOS TERROR and I don’t want that.
The third style of plate would be difficult for anyone to figure out but part of the fun of an obscure license plate is explaining to confused people what it means. Good thing I’m already married for life because that much geek displayed in public would ensure I’d never have a relationship with a woman that didn’t first require funds being handed over to her.
‘HLYRULZ’ is the Hayley Mills gag plate I put in photos to conceal real license plates and while I think it would be great to have I don’t think my wife would appreciate it. She doesn’t get the whole Hayley Mills obsession. Some people are just born broken that way.
Got a car! Paid a third of what it is worth thanks to a guy who knows a guy who hooked me up. Of course, since life is what happens when you are making other plans my Mom’s car just broke this morning so I’m going to be driving her around until it is fixed. Maybe I’ll have the wife drive her around on errands since they get along so very well.
A plus is that since this is a car my wife can operate I can get some uninterrupted sleep and won’t be so exhausted all the time from ferrying people around.
Have not yet decided what I will call the car. Previously we referred to our various vehicles as ‘Free Car’, ‘Red Car’ or ‘Dented Car’. There is a lot of short hand in sign language and those signs are easier than spelling our Jeep Cherokee or Taurus all the time. Maybe I will call it ‘Supercar’ from now on. I kind of dig the idea of striking a superman pose and then signing ‘driving’. Doubt the wife will go for it. What’s ASL for an exasperated eye roll?
Dealing with vehicle issues this week so featured is a few car-related entries today.
Hey, Mom, can I borrow the car?
One of my worst fears has come to pass. Free Car finally died and the costs of repairs, with little guarantee that it would not fail again within a few weeks if not days are prohibitive. I am left with no choice but to purchase another car. This wouldn’t ordinarily be a problem except for the lingering fallout from my time in Stupidlandia still doesn’t enable me to get a reasonable loan. A few months ago the car breaking down would have been a disaster that would have left three people unemployed. Currently we are at a point where it is less an emergency and more of an annoyance. I know a guy who knows a guy so I should have a really good car for cheap by the end of the week.
Because Calvin urinating on a cat attacking his groin would have been weird.
Check out the tow truck decal I printed out and stuck to the rear of my friend’s Jaguar next to that symbol of a leaping cat. I think it is funny because his Jag is always in the shop. He doesn’t see the humor.
Still better than the Stephen King novel.
Here is one of the truly scary scenes from the 1966 film The Bubble. The movie tells the story of the few people left self aware when they wander into a town that is covered by an invisible dome. Aliens are studying humans though how effective the test could be are in doubt since the captors have zombie-fied the townspeople, surely skewing the results. The aliens also hate broken down vehicles littering the scenic roads because they tractor field out of the dome any car with engine trouble. If the video looks a little blurry it is because it is presented in 3-D. Put on your red and blue specs for the entire experience!
There is another scene in The Bubble similar to this one featuring a woman trapped in a truck but that would have meant actually watching The Bubble to find it.
My 1994 Geo Metro just passed 200,000 miles. It is now officially a zombie-car. If it dies anytime in the next 6 months I am hosed. Without transportation three people will lose their jobs and one of those three will also have to drop out of college.
How’s that for scary?
From my personal collection. 1960 and 1963, respectively.